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ful play of thought which irradiate with considered on all hands to be. Moreover, the meteoric effect scenes and dialogue replete with costumes and poses of Mephistopbiles and Faust wit, satire, humour, and sentiment ? We ask being adopted from “Redtch's Outlines,” are again, How can the accessories of the mimic invested with the fine fancy of a most original scene, mechanical as they necessarily are, evolve German artist. Redtch's " studies” of Faust, of the elements of the “divine comedy"- a term Mephistopheles, that mocking spirit of evil, of that may as reasonably be employed to desig- Margaret, the simple, trustful maiden, " who is nate Goëthe's Faust, as Dante's masterpiece. wrecked with all her wealth of peace, innocence, Amongst actors who has adequately expressed and love in the mighty elemental conflict of the the demoniac genius of Mephistophiles? That powers of good and evil”-have attained by Mr. Phelps skilfully and faithfully represents their fancy and suggestiveness a world-wide the mere material character of the demon we celebrity; and it was a happy idea that sought grant; but he is called upon to do no more by them as models of style and character for the dramatist. We submit a succinct epitome of the stage. Much of this it is beyond, we say, the poem, and leave to the reader to judge how the command of the actors to reflect. Even the nearly its realisation may be carried out on the simple character (by comparison with Mepbisstage and by the actors.
tophiles) of the re-habilitated student Faust "In the first part of the poem or drama, finds no adequate representative on the stage; Faust has seen the life of a man. In the second surely Mr. Edmund Phelps is not one, that part he is sung to sleep by the fairies on a Swiss actor not even caring to pourtray the high grass plot, and awakes at sunrise to a future of animal spirits—the elan-that would be mani. hope. Then Mephistophiles is active in a satire fested by one who has received a new lease of of life at the emperor's court, followed by a lise, and is invested with youth, manly beauty, mask and more satire. Faust calls up Helen of and all the joyous capacities of the young heart Troy for the Emperor, and causes an explosion and pristine life, health, wealth, and power. by bis rapture at her classical beauty. Then he' The general tone of the dialogue of Mr. is in bed in his study, where his old pupil Bayle Bernard's drama is somewhat mo. Wagner is great, and, after long search how to notonous; and the characterisation is, with the make a man, has produced a homunculus-an exception of Mephistophiles, colourless; but imp who carries Faust and Mephistophiles to the piece is occasionally lightened by flashes see a classical Walpurgis Night. Then there of wit and satire contributed by the Evil One are Helena, Sparta, Feudal Castle, German himself; and a vein of fine reflection runs Empire, Arcadia, and modern poetry typified through the parts of Faust, Margaret, and in Euphorium, with special reference to Lord Mephistophiles. The character of Margaret is Byron. There is discussion on geology ; a one of much natural beauty and tenderness : it battle won by magic ; Faust-active in his last is really a reminiscence of the Gretchen of days, spectre - haunted - dies strong in his Goëthe. Mrs. Herman Vezin displays the true energies. Then there is a strange contest genius of the actress in her perfect comprehen. between devils and angels, who carry away sion and realisation of the part. The simplicity with them the immortal part of Faust; a peni- and purity of Margaret in her affections and tent angel, formerly Margaret, asks to be his her love-the remorse with which she contemteacher, and love leads him onward. In the plates her shame-are depicted by Mrs. Vezin second part of Faust (utterly unactable, and alike with versatility and power. The idiosynreally without dramatic relation to the first) crasy of the actress happens to be exactly adapthere is a symbolizing, through Faust, of the ted to the part she performs in the instance of German people, and of all German speculations Margaret. and aspirations.”
It is, however, chiefly in the material surIt is recorded that it was never the wish of roundings of the piece that we recognize its Goëthe that his chef d'ouvre, should be most popular elements. The grand tableaux of converted to the purposes of the theatre. The the Walpurgis Night realise the scenes of first performance of Faust as a drama in diablerie and faërie life with a supernatural Germany proved unsatisfactory. The students'effectiveness that strikes the spectators with of Leipsic applauded it on the occasion of its terror, and even horror. Indeed the spectacle, production, but Goëthe characterised the experi- scenery, and music of the Drury Lane Faust ment as a mistake, saying that “the devil ought are upon so broad a scale as to appear almost to not to be painted on the wall.” The Dresden swamp the mere dramatic elements. Weber, Town Council, after its first production, forbad Spohr, Mendelssohn, Bishop, Haydn, have all Faust from being acted at Leipsic.
been laid under contribution to supply the Much praise and compliment have been | Faust music, wbich is certainly beautiful : parpassed on the “Drury" version of Faust-the ticularly so are the choruses. The romantic romantic drama of Mr. Bernard ; but we have situations of the drama are produced on the nowhere met with the acknowledgment that stage of Old Drury with surpassing effective. there exists in modern poetical literature a very ness, the scenery fully interpreting the air-built fine translation of Goëthe's poem by Mr. Theo- visions of the poet. The Brocken tableaux are dore Martin. We believe that without this grand in their picturesque rendering by Beverley. production the new play would not have been A sense of the deepest desolation, of the most the creditable piece of literary manufacture it is 'depressing sadness, is produced by the appear.
ance of Margaret to Faust as a shadow standing victim on to his destiny-perdition! What a on an isolated peak of the witch-haunted moun- desolation is the witches' baunt at one momenttain. As Faust pursues the syren who is lead. what a scene of weird, supernatural revelry and ing him on to destruction, from crag to crag of riot (like the route of Comus) in the next! the Brocken, we feel that the temptress, with The apotheosis of Margaret crowns the whole. all her voluptuous beauty and fascinations, is, It is a highly fanciful scene, suggestive of however beautiful, a spirit of evil leading her beatification,
OUR PARIS CORRESPONDENT.
My Dear C
francs, mesdames.” “41 francs," cried the doDancing, dining, and singing continue right minos, “for bringing us here from rue de and left in every nook and corner of our festive Rivoli !" "Yes, and for driving the “bourgeois' capital, and carnival is galloping fast away with. (the gentleman) about all day, besides the 20 out leaving us a inoment for breathing. Balls francs I lent him because he could not change at the Tuileries, balls at the Hotel de Ville, balls the 1,000 franc note. Come pay, for you won't at all the Ministers of State, at all the grand hoof me.” The dominos had only 25 francs personages in Paris, both in the real “Monde" between them. A “sergent de ville” was called. and in the “demi Monde." It is a regular In vain the ladies protested that they did not whirl of pleasure, and the more our moralists know the gentleman who had resigned his cab cry out against the pomp and luxury displayed, to them; they were conducted to the “commisthe more pomp and luxury go ahead and invent saire de police." There they related what had new splendours for our insatiable appetites, until happened, and one lady gave hier name and one wonders what fresh magnificence can be begged the “commissaire" to send to her husinvented. And as for masqued balls, it is a band, a man occupying an elevated position, and complete “furia.” Until this season the opera who was at that moment at the ambassador's, alone opened its doors to this display of human at a diplomatic soirée, thinking his wife at home. folly; but this winter, every theatre nearly gives The commissaire sent to the husband, who, exa series of masqued balls, and are crowded with asperated at what he heard, refused to go and company eager for this kind of pleasure. It is claim his wife, but determined to leave her a really curious to pass in the streets at night, and night locked up for punishment. A young man to see the medley of grotesque and sometimes at the ball heard the tale, and very gallantly not very choice costumes paddling through the went to the poor ladies' relief, paid the 41 francs, mud to the rendezvous of wild mirth, and, too and set them at liberty. Our dominos' curifrequently, haunts of vice. As usual all kinds osity hail received a damper : they immediately of anecdotes, true or imagined, are current on returned home, and when Monsieur N., exulting the mishaps of honest women curious to be spec- in his barbarity, entered bis bedroom at three in tators of these scenes of revelry, and whose hus- | the morning, after the soirée, he found his wife bands refuse to conduct them there. Thus one fast asleep in bed. “Who set you at liberty?" night two “dominos” were seen hurrying down stormed he. The innocent dear opened her "rue de Rivoli," closely followed by a man who eyes in wonder, and burst out laughing when seemed to annoy them very much, addressing her husband related the message he had rethem in the language permitted, it appears, in ceived at the soirée. “It is a carnival hoax, no carnival. In vain the "dominos" cast fright- doubt, dear; some one has been amusing bimened glances around in search of a cab, the only self at your expense.” “ Laisse mai dormir, je means of escape; all were full. A gentleman t'en prie," and the good man took it for granted from one, however, seeing their embarrassinent, that he had been hoaxed, and so he had. called out to the cabman to stop, and alighting, There is to be a fancy ball at the Tuileries very politely offered his cab to the ladies, “ for during the jours gras. The costumes of Henry I see what is the matter," said he, casting a | II.'s time will be imposed. Their Majesties furious look on the fellow behind them. “Oh! gave a scientific féte the other night. Monsieur Monsieur, how very kind !” “Don't name it, Leverrier rambled amongst the stars, of course. ladies ; it is a great pleasure ; step in I beg.”— A few nights after, L'Abbé Moigno treated of And with many bows and smiles our dominos electricity and Monsieur Achard explained his mounted and ordered : “bal de l'Opera !" com- electric brake for railroads. It is extraordinary plimenting themselves on their good luck, and that this frein-the best by far of any yet inventfull of gratitude for the very great politeness of ed, and which stops in less than half the time of the “Monsieur.” Ten minutes after the cab any other-has not been adopted on all stopped at the door of the Opera, the dominos railroads. The splendid throne-room in the Alighted :-" How much, 'cocher?'” Cocher | Tuileries was turned into a laboratory, the waxdrew out his watch, reckoned a moment--"41 lights were extinguished, and the electric light cast its soft yet brilliant hue on the ladies and A gentleman offered her 50,000 francs for the gentlemen of the Court, surrounding the Empe- boots she wore: it is true they were ornamented ror and Empress and their son. The Empress with diamond buttons. After Cora Pearl, Verdi wore a sky-blue satin dress--my love of science, is now the hero of the day; his “Don Carlos” is you see, does not make me forget les chiffons finally delivered to the opera, and is, they say, a nature will ooze out. The little Prince was so chef-d'æuvre. At the premier repetition, with exceedingly charmed with the different effects out the effect of scenery and dress, the enthusiwrought by the electric fluid that her Majesty asm was so great that the actors themselves was obliged to hold him from his eagerness to applauded the maestro several times after sing. approach the galvanic pile. The ladies in wait- / ing his admirable music. Just as he was ing took hold of each other's hands, and, leaving his residence en route for the operahalf-laughing, half-screaming, received the house, he had received a cheque froin Boulogne, electric shock. At a quarter-past ten His on a bank in Paris, for a considerable sum of Majcsty very graciously thanked Monsieur money: he, in a hurry, put the letter and cheque l'Abbe Moigno and the other savants present, in his pocket, and thought no more of it. after which their Majesties retired to their During the repetition, Escudier, the banker, who apartments.
knew that Verdi had received the cheque, joined The Emperor's Equerry, General Fleury, him at the opera, and after the repetition asked gives a fancy children's ball at the Louvre, the him for the cheque. “Cheque, cheque! why, Monday before Shrove Tuesday, at which ball where did I put it?" said he, searching his the Prince Imperial is to be. He looked very pockets in vain. At last several bits of paper pretty at the ceremony of the opening of Parlia- were found. Verdi had, during the repetition, ment, walking a few steps before his father, torn both letter and cheque into atoms without when they passed from their carriage to the thinking of what he was doing. We have also throne-room at the Louvre, dressed in black had another new opera, at the Theatre-Lyrique, velvet, red silk stockings, the star of diamonds,“ Sardanapale," by a young composer, Monand the grand cordon de l'Order Impérial, with sieur Victorine Joucières, and to which Mdlle. his pretty little smiling face and soft blue eyes. Nilsson lends her admirable voice, Sardanapale The Empress wore a white satin dress trimmed has been well received, and promises a good with sable, and was of course charming; she run. We have an avalanche of German violin. arrived a few minutes before the Emperor and ists, all first-rate, according to the papers. Prince. It was a lovely day, and the place du First we had Joachim; then Wilhelm; now it Carrousel was crowded with eager spectators to is Kompel that delights our ears with melody. get a glimpse of the Imperial family. The A young English girl-Miss Harris-has also Imperial speech is, as usual, commented on in arrived to join the chorus of songstresses now various manners. It seems that we are, and in the capital; and we are promised a young are to be, at peace with every one: so much the Prussian lady, Edwige Riccopieri, another Pasta, better. As for the promised liberty, we do not the only existing rival for Malle. Patti. Report pay much attention to that, it has been pro- says that we are to have a grand oratorio by mised so ofien.
Costa—“Naaman,"known to you in London, in The annual ball given by Madame O'Connel, which Patti, Alboni, Faure, and Nicolimi are to an artist of distinction, was one of the most sing. But this, perbaps, will be for the coming piquant of the season. The invitations were Exhibition-a word that of late makes our blood issued for a pic-nic fancy ball, where everyone run cold; when I say our, I mean the Parisians was begged to bring their mite, and a most who have nothing to let or sell, for those who laughable affair it was : such a medley of good have expect to make their fortune in six months; things and wax candles, received with bursts of while we, who have only to spend, expect to be hilarity as each guest arrived. There is a new ruined in that time at the price everything will fashion introduced this winter in the invitations | be according to Parisian imagination. So much for gentlemen : at the bottom of the invitation indeed is this expected that several adıninistrathe letters "C. B.” (cravate blanche) or “C.N.” tions intend to raise the salary of their (cravate moire) are inserted; so that a man no "employés" during that epoch; and people longer runs the risk of being the only wearer of who can will fly from the capital at the first ray a black cravat or a white one in a ball-room:of sunshine. A very grand fête is announced see the force of civilization !
for the 1st July, a fête that is to be called the The debút of Cora Pearl, the red-haired queen“ fête de la paix," the day that the Emperor 18 of the demi-monde, at the Bouffes Parisiens, has to award the recompenses and prizes. It is to been one of the topics of this month's conversation be something marvellous, and is to be held at in every salon, and to read the papers one would the Palais de l'Industrie, aux Champs Elysées, have thought that the question was a very im- which is to be turned into an immense circus, portant one. On the first night of her appear- | with 16,000 stalls for those who have a season ance the theatre was crowded with grand ticket and for the exhibitors ; no place will personages - gentlemen -- and the numerous given to any others, and as the season tick friends of the lady, whom some declare to be are to be accompanied with the photograph neither young nor pretty; while others find her the persons who take them, no fraud will charming. She, however, only played a few possible. There will also be an orchestra nights, and has again retired into private life. 1 800 musicians; the Palace will be hung Will
crimson velvet and gold ornaments; the whole Monsieur Louis Venillot is on the eve of to cost 700,000 francs. It is thought that other publishing a new work, “ Les Figures d'à fêtes will be given here during July. Half the Présent,” and has also obtained permission to monarchs of Europe are expected to come to revive his newspaper, L'Univers. The Provencial lend their little light round the luminous star poet, Minstral, the author of “ Mireio," or Napoleon III., when from his throne he rewards “Mirailie," has just published a new poem in the arts and industry. Victor Eınmanuel, the the Provencial language, “ Calendau :" true King of Prussia, Greece, Victoria, &c., are poesy that. already announced. Fancy if Monsieur Hauss-1 And now a bon mot of Auber :-"Prodigious mann has time to sleep now that he has to man that you are,” said a friend to him. “You ornament his city for so many royal eyes. have made 'Fra Diavolo,' 'La Muette,' Workmen work day and night at our poor ‘Haydée,' &c.” “Friend," answered Auber, Luxembourg, to have all even, to have every- "what I have done best is never to have thing the same height, the ideal of beauty in married." Cranky old bachelor! And this : our prefet's eyes ; trees, that have allowed them- | A charming little “marquise” said the other selves to surpass their neighbours, are cropped day to her doctor, “ Doctor, you who have or hewn down; masses of trees that have been acquired a profound knowledge of your art to ages in growing are unmercifully cut up, cure, now tell me frankly, What do you do because they are on ground that is higher than when you have a cold? “I cough or sneeze, the other part of the garden, which is to be madame.” “I say, neighbour, how you smell levelled. If the dear man could but make us of garlic,” said a conductor to a boy getting all enter the same mould, what a relief it would into his omnibus. “Oh, I don't care a fig about be to his eye! The amusing part of it is that that; I am accustomed to it," answered the the other day his Majesty sent for Monsieur boy, comfortably seating himself amongst the Haussmann, and begged that gentleman to coinpany as if the whole omnibus belonged to pay more attention to public opinion in his him. demolitions and embellishments! He took good! Madame de Persigny has just been sued for care to let him destroy one Luxembourg before payment of a dressmaker's bill. The lady takes reprimanding.
after her grandmother, the Maréchale Ney, very Poor Monsieur Havin, the proprietor of the fond of fine dresses, but a great dislike to pay “Sièle,” has drawn on his head the mockeries for them. This is a disease very prevalent of his fellow.journalists because he has opened at the present Court. a subscription to raise a statue to Voltaire, and The white marble bust of the Prince Imperial God knows when he will hear the last of it. / by Carpeaux, is finished, and now ornaments We have also discovered that Queen Victoria's the gallery of Diana at the Tuileries, publication, “ Meditations on Death and
And now adieu, Eternity,” is pure plagiarism: a German of the
Yours truly, last century, named Zscokke, is the true author.
LEA VES FOR THE LITTLE ONES.
THE FORGET-ME-NOT. | wbich by the next day she had forgotten entire.
ly. She often thoughtlessly bought some article (Translated from the German of Christoph von for which she had no use, then when help was Schmid.)
| besought by the needy, would first remember
how much good she might have done with the Minna was a very good-natured, benevolent money she had wasted. Sometimes she would little girl. She was very willing to share with forget to water the flowers before the window others everything she had. She prepared gar- of the great saloon of the castle, and they would ments for poor children, she made nice dishes wither and die, to the great distress of her for the poor sick, and often carried them to their mother, who had placed them in her charge; destination herself. It gave her real pleasure to sometimes she, who would not intentionally harm be able to relieve suffering with her pocket- one of the meanest of God's creatures, would let money. Now it will hardly be believed that in her canary bird almost starve to death because spite of all her kindheartedness, she gave cause she had forgotten to give him food. of sorrow to many a good person, for she was- In a village not far from Minna's castle lived very forgetful. She made many a promise a poor little girl named Sophie. Her father, Captain Von Brühl, a very honourable, worthy was too discreet to reproach the conscienceman, was incapacitated from service from the stricken girl in the presence of the strangers. effects of his wounds and now lived upon his Still she wished in some way to remind her that pension. He had retired to the country, hoping for the future she must not be so forgetful. to be able to live more economically, but Sophie invited all three young ladies to visit even there his slender income would hardly her garden. They went, and greatly admired cover the necessities of life. Besides, he re the blooming rose-tree which sophie bad planted ceived his pension very irregularly, and at the and the forget-me-not wbich grew wild along time of our story he had drawn nothing for the creek. She then led them to her neat sitseveral months.
ting-room, and at Minna's request showed them Sophie, his only daughter, supported him in her work. Whilst the young ladies examined the meantime with her sewing, embroidery, and the embroidery and wondered over it, Sophie other feminine accomplishments. Minna had a went into the garden to gather a little souvenir high regard for the noble girl, she ordered a of flowers. She gave each of the strangers a great deal of work from her, took lessons of her rose, but to the forgetful Minna a spray of for. in embroidery, of which Sophie was mistress, I get-me-not, to which she had only added a few paid her liberally, and never called her anything fragrant green leaves. Minna well understood but her dear friend. But even this friend was what was meant by this. She felt the tender many times grieved by Minna's forgetfulness. forbearance of Sophie's behaviour, and thanked
Once Minna's mother was dangerously ill. her from the bottom of her heart for having A celebrated physician from a distant city was reproved her forgetfulness in so delicate a way, sent for. Minna had promised Sophie to take “ Indeed you well know what flowers best suit this opportunity to ask hiin to visit her father, me,” she said, and blushingly placed the spray who still suffered so much from his old wounds. I on her bosom. As soon as Sophie had heard of the doctor's Minna went back to the castle with the two arrival, she hastened to the castle to remind young ladies and accompanied them to their Minna of her promise ; but when she reached room, They all put their flowers in a glass of there he had been gone about an hour. As water which stood in a corner of the window. Sophie entered the room, Minna remembered Several weeks after, Minna went by chance into her promise for the first time. She was much the room. The two young ladies had taken shocked at herself, begged Sophie's pardon, and their roses with them, but Minna had forgotten shed tears of sympathy for the poor invalid ; her forget-me-not. All the fragrant leaves in but it was too late to call the stranger back. the bouquet were withered, but the forget-me
Another time Minna wished to embroider, not flowers were as clear a blue, and the tender with Sophie's assistance, a lamp-screen for a green leaves as fresh and beautiful as though birth-day present for her mother. She brought they had just been gathered from the brook. Sophie a pattern representing a wreath of flow. Minna wondered at this. “How is it possible ?" ers of surpassing beauty. Sophie said, “We said she, "for there is not a drop of water now shall succeed admirably with the wreath, but I in the glass, and the other leaves of the bouquet must go into the city myself to buy silk, for in look so faded and yellow ?” She examined the order to match the exact colour of the flowers flowers more closely, and bebold they were not and all the delicate shadings, the silk must be natural forget-me-nots. Sophie, who was extrachosen very carefully."
ordinarily skilful in cutting out small flowers, “It certainly would be the best," said Minna, had made them. Colour and form were so true “ if you, dearest friend, would be willing to take to nature that one could not but take these artithis trouble. Whilst you are gone, I will pre- ficial flowers for natural ones. pare a dinner for your father and carry it to him “Oh, you dear good Sophie !” thought Min. myself.”
na, “ you are indeed right! I understand your So Sophie depended upon Minna's promise, meaning. Yes, I do need a lasting reminder. and went into the city. Most unexpectedly These unfading flowers shall ever say to me, some visitors of rank arrived at the castle, and Forget-me-not! Yes, my own true friend, Minna, her whole mind filled with the pleasure will never again forget you. From this hour. and bustle consequent upon the visit, no longer will use these flowers to remind me of my duty!", thought of her promise. The sick captain could She took the little flowers from out the faded not go out, and as the village people were busied leaves, and placed them in a pretty little, neatly in the hay-field, he could not call upon a neigh- carved, gilt vase, which was used expressly for bour; so whilst all in the castle were living in little bouquets of artificial flowers. Then she luxury, he must content himself with bread and hastened to Sophie, thanked her for her ingenio water instead of the promised noon-day meal. ous reproof, and praised her skilful work;
The following morning, Minna went to walk “ Whenever I promise anything in future," sald in the village with the two young ladies. So- she, “I will lay these lovely flowers on my phie was just then engaged in sprinkling a piece work-table or piano, and there they shall lay of linen which she had spun herself in the long until the promise is fulfilled.” winter evenings, and had now stretched out to “ Brava! brava !” said the captain. “Only bleach on the grass plot between her house and do as you say. Whenever I want especially to the creek, Minna started at the sight of Sophie, remember anything, I put a little piece of paper for then her promise came to her mind, Sophie / in my snuff-box; my sergeaně used to be